Little pieces of plastic made dirt cheap in China
For big box store shoppers in South Carolina
They fill up garages and closets and spare rooms
And pile up in attics like dusty old heirlooms
And nobody even remembers they exist
'Til they show up in yard sales, on eBay or Craigslist
And we might find us a bargain tonight

Little pieces of plastic made dirt cheap in China
For big box store shoppers in South Carolina
Fall out of dump trucks and minivan windows
And fly out of landfills whenever the wind blows
They wash down the rivers and into the oceans
And fill up the fishes with poisonous potions
And we might have tuna for dinner tonight

Little pieces of plastic made dirt cheap in China
And nobody's workin' in South Carolina
They've shipped all the jobs off to some faraway shore
And what can I tell you, you get what you pay for
And meanwhile some CEO is gracefully aging
In a luxury hotel on the outskirts of Beijing
And he might buy the New York Yankees tonight

Little pieces of plastic made by poor kids in China
For rich kids in suburban South Carolina
Brewed up with all kinds of chemical toxins
Like lead paint and phthalates, mercury and dioxins
And they're in rubber duckies and toy race car tires
They're even in wee little tots' pacifiers
And we might wanna use a condom tonight